Day trips to London with my Dad are some of my most treasured memories. An hour train journey saw us rolling into St Pancras with a whole day to fill with London’s offerings. Dad led the way through London’s tubes, stopping before any ticket barriers so that he could give me my ticket before collecting it back off me on the other side. Continue reading
They say we eat with our eyes first but my eyes rarely get a look in. You could have painted a golden ‘don’t eat this’ onto one of the several Maltesers I just scoffed and I would have been none the wiser. While we used to depend on our eyes to identify nutritious foods, there is now a big disconnect between the diets of our eyes and our mouths. Continue reading
At the risk of sounding first-world problem-y, having too much stuff around annoys me. I have too many belongings taking up space but not giving me much in return and I need that space for thinking and moving around. Useless stuff steals my time and energy when I have to clean or move house. I feel responsible for them – they are my quiet dusty children. Given this melodramatic attitude Continue reading
Now we’re coming to the end of a record-breaking heatwave, it feels like an appropriate time to admit that I haven’t been a good friend to the earth. I take advantage of it, get mad at its weather and I only know its birthday to within 20 million years. Continue reading
I am preparing to run my first half-marathon. I have come a long way since PE lessons where I used to carefully avoid over-exertion because I didn’t want to get red in the face and I refused to tie my hair back because I didn’t think it suited me. Well, now my running aesthetic is ‘tomato with ponytail’ and I haven’t let it slow me down.
On nearly every run there is a little episode of oddity, provided either by the surrounding nature or the thoughts that get sifted to the top of my brain with the repetitive motion. Continue reading
The graph shows how much time I spent working on my masters between February 2016 and August 2017. I have this information because a) I had a bit of a procrastination problem which led to me discovering the Pomodoro Technique and b) I flipping love excel spreadsheets. Continue reading
I hate being surprised by what day it is. If you hear me say “Where did January go?” or “how is it half way through the year already?” know that I am internally cringing. Moaning about how quickly time is passing is cliché and I don’t like doing it. Continue reading
